Friday Things Considered

My Boston kids are on lockdown and I’m locked on to news sites again.  What a crazy, distressing week this has been.

I’ve been so grateful for peaceable things this week, including several walks through Mountain View cemetery where I saw how the quality of light can change everything.  Like the way this stone angel’s face shone as the sun came up and how its wings were bathed in a rainbow of color as the sun set. In a week where dark things held sway, I relished other light-shedding offerings like:

1. Dove’s continuing campaign to help us recognize our own beauty.

2. Tributes from their grown kids to great moms.

3. David Sedaris on buying a stuffed owl.

4. Camping images that made me breathe a little easier.

5. And, just for fun, Patton Oswalt’ s unedited Starwars filibuster from Parks and Recreation.

Peace

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Boston Marathon

I woke up yesterday to a text from my son showing a photo of runners.  “Starting lineup,” he’d written.

I kept one eye open long enough to type “For what?”

“The Boston Marathon,” he replied.

He hadn’t mentioned that he planned to be at the marathon when we talked the night before.  But that sounded fun and I was happy he was there.  I got up and started in on my long to-do list in preparation for a short vacation at the end of the week.

Midday out and about, I glanced at my phone and saw a newsflash from the New York Times: “Explosions at the Boston Marathon.”

Thankfully, before I even had time to dial either child now studying in Cambridge, my daughter texted: “FYI, explosions at the Boston Marathon—none of us are near it and we’re all ok.”

After confirming with my son that he was no longer at the marathon I raced home and spent the next ten hours watching television news. I remembered why I rarely watch news broadcasts. It’s so disheartening to watch the same scenes over and over again as newscasters try and say anything useful to help clarify an incomprehensible situation.

I expect we’ll find out shortly that the madman or men who set the bombs hates America.  Seems to me it’s as likely to be a homegrown terrorist as a foreign assailant.  And we’ll all feel more vulnerable and wonder how to proceed.

Certainly I feel that way now.  Two of my three children as well as my new son-in-law could easily have been where the bombs exploded yesterday.  My son lives nearby but was volunteering at the “safe” end of the marathon 26.2 miles away and ended up hanging out with a group of friends partway back rather than another group who cheered on a marathoner buddy at the finish line 1/2 an hour before the bombs exploded.

My daughter and her husband had strolled the very area where the bombs went off  the day before to show a visiting sister-in-law and husband around Boston.  What if they’d decided to make the race—likely a draw for his family of runners—part of the tour Monday afternoon?

A good friend’s son was working in his office on Copely Square when he heard the explosions and dismissed them  as a hoax until ordered to evacuate the building.  Another friend’s daughter had been at the finish line two hours before for a corporate party.  Yet another friend’s daughter  had spent the weekend in Boston and was standing in the security line at Logan Airport heading back to the Bay Area when she got the news about the blasts.

We’re all sharing our stories of near misses today.  Hoping to shake off the heightened awareness of our children’s mortality and the frustration at how events are playing out in our lifetimes. We’re telling our stories because we’re scared about the “what ifs” but also so incredibly grateful that our kids were spared.  And our hearts are heavy for those whose children weren’t.

“I’m safe back in my room,” texted my son at the end of the day.

I didn’t text back.  Instead I turned off the looping explosion images and called to hear his voice tell me the only piece of news I really wanted repeated.

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Friday Things Considered

Picking up from last Friday’s post—a mama racoon died unexpectedly right here beneath the floorboards of our home and her cubs went missing and that’s left me unsettled all week.

But there was also a happy circle-of-life surprise this week.  My niece Kristen gave birth to little Lila Sharon and all of a sudden I became a great-aunt to a baby girl.  And I thought about my own great-aunts and how delightful and mythic they were and when I closed my eyes and surveyed the world there was a bright pink dot of light out there that wasn’t there before and it made me very, very happy.

Then yesterday I found myself near Golden Gate Park late in the afternoon after a business meeting and decided to pop into the De Young Museum to see Vermeer’s “Girl with A Pearl Earring” rather than sit in commute traffic.  Alas, by the time I’d navigated my way to the museum it was almost closing time and they wouldn’t let me into the exhibit. So instead I headed across the concourse to the elegant Renzo Piano-designed California Academy of Sciences–which sponsors a rollicking Nightlife event every Thursday night–hoping to grab a bite to eat in its Slanted Door-outpost cafe.

Post chicken steamed bun, I slipped into the Morris Planetarium (geek alert) to hear two former astronauts talk about a space telescope they’re working on to track asteroids in order to keep them from destroying the earth. Goes to show you just never know what’s coming your way (unless you have a super cool space telescope).

Here are a few other unexpected delights from this week:

1.  This TED talk (like the one I heard last night) about the B612 Foundation’s plan to track asteroids.

2 . Canadian photographer Amy Friend’s light-pricked photographs.

3.  Bird prints folded into exquisite paper sculptures.

4.  A whimsical video by Wes Anderson for Prada Candy.

5. Maureen Dowd’s tribute to Annette Funicello, Lily Pulitzer and Maggie Thatcher.

6. Which is another good reminder to make hay while we can.  This Work Manifesto Print reminded me that “the world is your playground, not your prison.”

Happy Weekend!

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Friday Things Considered

I thought I’d be rhapsodizing about cherry blossoms this morning.  Instead, I’m waiting for the Opossum Angel of Death to remove a dying critter from my crawl space. Mother Nature is full of complexities.

A few nights ago as I lay reading in bed, I heard something scratching underneath our bedroom floorboards and woke my soundly sleeping husband to confirm the noise. “Yep, something’s there—hope it goes away,” he muttered before falling back to sleep. This was followed a day later by an ominous animal smell which blossomed into a full blown dead animal smell in the master bath last night.  This morning, when it became almost unbearable to enter the room, my now fully awake (and very brave) husband crawled underneath the house and saw a barely breathing creature in the far corner. We called Oakland animal control who directed us to a private animal removal service and a woman named Angel was summoned. She should be here shortly with her “very small, crawlspace-expert, brother-in-law.”

And so we wait. In case you’re suffering a few complexities of your own, here are some distractions.

1. Anne Lamott commits to a year of online dating through match.com and explores commitment along the way.

2. Conservative columnist David Brooks weighs in in favor of more commitment by way of gay marriage.

3. Inspirational workspaces from successful creatives make me commit to cleaning my desk.

4. Roger Ebert confronts death in this 2009 column. He will be missed for much more than his movie reviews.

5. On a lighter note, aren’t these French cutting boards lovely?

6. And looking ahead, how about this simple embroidered scarf project for a lovely Mother’s Day gift?

Happy Weekend all!

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Spring Treats

True confession: I like Peeps.  Yes, those Day-Glo sugar-coated marshmallow chicks are a taste treat I actually look forward to every Easter.  To enhance the texture, I open the package a few days early to let them get a little crunchy on the outside and set them out as part of my holiday display.  Look at how they complimented this year’s Easter table bouquet.

Another thing that graced my Easter table was a citrus and avocado salad by my favorite vegetarian cookbook author Deborah Madison.  The salad was an interesting mix of sweet and savory due to the shallot-laced dressing and peppery watercress greens.

Washing and trimming the watercress reminded me of the time my Grandma Kate ran into our house when I was a kid exultant that she’d found some wild watercress on a nearby riverbank.  I would have preferred a batch of her famous cinnamon rolls, but obviously, she thought this handful of spicy greens was the best thing going.

My husband remembers his Grandpa Mel telling him that Mel’s father loved the taste of the first dandelion greens of the season even though they tasted awful to Mel. Mel’s theory was that when his father was a boy (in the 1870s) he got nothing green to eat all winter so by spring even dandelion greens tasted great.  This, of course, seems remarkable to me living in modern-day California.  I can eat pretty much any green any time of the year.  And yet, there are some things that just taste like spring and are best imbibed this time of year.

Including:

Asparagus

Carrots

Green Garlic

Lettuce (really, it’s better now than at any other time in the year)

Rhubarb

Turnips

Oh, and Peeps.  They’re meant to be eaten this time of year.  Ignore the jack o’ lantern and snowman-shaped imposters.

 

Citrus and Avocado Salad

(From Vegetarian Cooking for Everyone by Deborah Madison)

1 lime

2 tangerines

2 navel or blood oranges

2 ruby grapefruit

2 ripe but firm avocados, preferably Hass

1 shallot, finely diced, or 2 scallions, including an inch of the greens, thinly lsiced

1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice

Salt and freshly milled white pepper

1 tablespoon avocado or olive oil

1 tablespoon chopped mint

1 bunch watercress, large stems removed, or the inner leaves of 1 head Boston lettuce

Grate the zest of the lime and one of the tangerines.  Peel and section the fruit letting the pieces fall into a bowl.  Reserve 1 tablespoon of the juice and drink the rest.

Slice the avocados into the citrus.  Combine the shallot with the citrus zest, reserved juice, lemon juice, and 1/8 teaspoon salt; whisk in the oil. Pour the dressing over the fruit, add the mint and a little pepper, and toss gently.  Garnish with the watercress or tuck the salad among the lettuce leaves.

 

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Friday Things Considered

Reading about how a walk in nature can relieve brain fatigue (no kidding) makes me even more grateful to be surrounded by rejuvenating spring greens this time of year. Other things that perked me up this week:

1. These charming Coach videos of old and young fashionistas playing dress up together  (via Advanced Style).

2. Exquisite images in my daily inbox—“like receiving a beautiful postcard daily”—from Object-Lesson. “Opt in”–you won’t regret it.

3. A tour of objects used to decorate Mindy Kaling’s apartment and office on The Mindy Show.

4. An intriguing book review about 19th century feminist Margaret Fuller that makes me want to read more.

5. Tweets by Joyce Carol Oates @JoyceCarolOates “Problem is, life lacks sufficient “spoiler alerts.”

6. Some sophisticated and quirky Easter decorations (via SFGirlbyBay).

And now, I’m off to unearth a few of my own holiday bunnies and make some lavender shortbread to accompany a rhubarb fool.

Happy Easter!

 

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Salvage Yard Savvy

Some design pros contend that old things are obsolete. They insist that modern design is where it’s at and that the passion for patina is definitely past its prime. I beg to differ. In a world gone Green, the desire to reuse, repurpose and recycle is really blossoming. Ask designer Joanne Palmisano, author of the critically acclaimed Salvage Secrets and she’ll tell you that salvaged materials are more appealing than ever. Why? “The character of old materials is really hard to find in new products,” says Palmisano.  ”Also, it’s great to be eco-friendly and you can actually save money using salvaged materials.”

I recently talked with Palmisano for WSI’s Designer Marketplace and the BANG newspapers and had a chance to read Salvage Secrets. I’d highly recommend reading the book for anyone looking to use salvage materials and then I’d suggest you take time to stroll through a salvage yard without any particular project in mind and see what it has to offer.

For example, at Ohmega Salvage in Berkeley I found so many treasures including Easter-egg hued bath fixtures

Carnival ride seats from Oakland Children’s Fairyland

Lovely ladies with flowers in their hair

Temple of Doom-worthy columns

Strike plates that resemble elven novels

My mother-in-law’s china

And other religious artifacts.

No wonder many people prefer these reclaimed objects to newly minted fare.  Ohmega’s owner Kathryn Davis put it best: “Salvage materials have an inherent quality and beauty that is very appealing–you just want to be surrounded by things that have such character.”

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Friday Things Considered

The night before our wedding, my oh-so-chic Aunt Carole and Uncle Curtis gave us an elegant bud vase made by the Stueben Glass company. Recognizing that we didn’t have a clue about fine art glass, they let us know that this little vase was something of value. That it might be an heirloom someday. We took note and carefully packed the vase away for the next 32 years. Since this last move, however, I’ve put it where I can easily see and use it. Right now it’s sitting on top of my piano, holding a red gerbera daisy that we brought home from a performance of the AXIS Dance Company last weekend. Every time I look at it, I’m delighted by the little bubble in its base and regret that I haven’t used it more often.  What was I saving it for?  A tea party with the queen? So far no royal invitations have been extended. But now that the vase is out of its protective wrapping, I’m definitely ready should her royal highness decide to drop by.  Are there things you’re saving for the perfect time and place that should become part of your everyday world?

Here are a few other useful and beautiful things I enjoyed this week:

1. As the oldest of nine children, I can verify that families are messy. But as this essay shows, knowing the good and the bad in our family’s stories can help support and sustain us.

2. Last year I had two opportunities to be the Mother of the Bride. Which made me ever so curious about what Barbara Kingsolver had to say about her recent turn as a MOB.

3. After five years, I’m still mourning the demise of my local stationary store. Now I have to rely on the internet for unusual, artful products like this design notebook.

4. Speaking of design, here’s a lovely little tale by Christopher Neimann about making an app. The take away quote for me: “Simplicity is not about making something without ornament, but rather about making something very complex, then slicing elements away, until you reveal the very essence.”

5. I’m intrigued by the knit fungi produced by American artist Leigh Martin for her 52 Fungi project. See a few samples at her web site or collected at The Jealous Curator. Just another example of how different, and therefore delightful, we all are.

Happy Weekend!

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Field Trip: Annie’s Annuals

Chipped polish on my dirt-encrusted nails reminds me that I should not be bothering with manicures this time of year. I’m just too busy digging in the dirt. Or frequenting nurseries to find more plants to dig in the dirt.

Though I’d already picked up a little spring color at my neighborhood nursery, I was itching to drive over to Annie’s Annuals in Richmond to snag some seedlings for later spring blooms. This week I got my chance.

Warning: Do not go to Annie’s Annuals by way of Apple Maps. Use the directions on their website. Otherwise, you’ll be told  “you have arrived at your destination” when you’ve actually arrived at a scary fashion/home goods emporium.

Then you’ll circle questionable neighborhoods until you’re stuck watching a long line of train cars filled with bamboo flooring pass before you.

Eventually, you may think to try out the new GoogleMaps app you downloaded onto your iPhone months ago but never opened and it will lead you here:

You will say a little prayer of gratitude that you’ve arrived safely and then you will walk past the barbed wire and into a planter’s paradise.

Where you will be greeted by friendly nursery helpers and a herd of welcoming garden cows.

As well as a cat named “Baby Girl.”

And a gaggle of garden gnomes.

Including this one hanging in a birdcage.

Let’s just say that Annie and her staff have a sense of humor. They also have acres of unusual, heirloom plants.

I  headed over to the Poppy section where I picked up some lush purple “Poppy of Troy” and  outrageous red “Greek” poppies.

I also bought some pink and white penstemon, dark blue love-in-a-mist, and “Baby Blue Eyes” nemophilia which I kept wanting to call “necrophilia” (!).

Now Annie—or her copywriter—tend to describe every plant with such affection that it’s hard to resist buying every Annie’s Annual plant. After reading a particularly glowing description, I decided to try what I thought was a new-to-me plant–antirrhinum—and brought a bunch of seedlings home only to find that this “rare” plant is actually a snapdragon. So much for high adventuring in the garden. But the color “Chantilly Peach” sounds so lovely that I’m excited to see it bloom in front of a patch of purply blue delphiniums and white scabiosas.

True confession, despite my best intensions I left with a couple of roses—Cecile Brunner and Cornelia—hoping they’ll survive the creatures that sometimes make their way into my garden. And I made a last-minute impulse buy of white lace flower when I saw it blooming so happily at the checkout counter—Annie promises it will bring a “cottage-y” feeling to my garden.

Oh, and this jaunty fellow hitched a ride home with me as well.

I’ve spent the last 24 hours digging everything in so the plants can get a good soaking with tonight’s forecast rain. The end result: my manicure is a mess, but my garden, well, my garden is looking mighty fine.

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Friday Things Considered

Like a tipsy party guest, oxalis—with its day-glo yellow blossoms and exuberant growth patterns—can be a pain to those attempting a manicured springtime garden display. Here in the woodland hills of Oakland, however, outrageously cheery swaths of oxalis are as welcome as a sunny patch of daffodils in a proper English garden. Also, did you know that another name for oxalis is false shamrocks? So just in time for Saint Patrick’s Day, I’m counting my good fortune that my backyard is lit up with oxalis like a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Here are a few other things I felt lucky to come across this week:

1. Peggy Noonan’s advice for a new pope could apply to all of us.

2. While we’re on the topic of religion, I loved what Anne Lamott had to say about being a Christian.

3. Ever wonder why you seem to encounter the same issues over and over in your life? Martha Beck’s musings on labyrinths resonated with me.

4. Speaking of mystical practices, I’m enjoying tracking the stages of the moon with Deluxe Moon.

5. And though I don’t have a smidge of Irish blood, it’s still fun to celebrate St. Paddy’s day—perhaps with some Irish soda bread or these fun rainbow jello parfaits.

Luck o’ the Irish to you all this weekend!

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Kathryn Pritchett

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